Rebirth of the open female forensic doctor

Chapter 59

"I'm fine." Ye Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was even more terrifying than Zhao Dajun, but his eyes were as bright as two little suns in the sky, hot and dazzling.

"Zhao Dajun, the 'searching talisman' has been completed, make preparations quickly." Ye Fan, holding the talisman in one hand, turned his head and said to Zhao Dajun.

Thinking of seeing his son, Zhao Dajun was very excited and nodded repeatedly: "Master Messenger, please start, I have been preparing for 20 years."

Ye Fan nodded, cast the spell, and flicked the 'person-finding talisman' in his hand, which spontaneously ignited without fire. The burning smoke peculiarly hovered over the talisman paper and did not disperse with the wind.

"Zhao Dajun, a native of Jiangtun Township, Qulin Town, Longyang City, East Province of Flowering Country, looking for his son Zhao Licheng, the ancestral master is at the top, disciple Ye Fan begs for help, and helps Zhao Dajun's soul to enter his son's dream, rushing like a decree. "

As Ye Fan cast the spell, the lingering Fu Yan twisted for a while, and then slowly drifted out of the window. Seeing this scene, both of them were overjoyed. The Fu Yan did not disperse, indicating that Zhao Dajun's son was still alive.

"Zhao Dajun, let's go, you only have half an hour, you must return before eleven o'clock." Ye Fan ordered Zhao Dajun, of course, if he does not return on time, she will have her own way to force it when the time is up. His spirit body, then he will not be able to resist.

"I'll be back, thank you, the messenger." Zhao Dajun bowed gratefully to Ye Fan, turning into a black mist and following Fu Yan.

"Pfft..." Ye Fan spat out another mouthful of blood, and knelt on the ground half-knee. The feeling of being emptied of both mental power and yuan power was even more painful than when she was killed by a car that day. It was mental and physical The double torture of her, if it wasn't for her perseverance, she would have passed out by now.

I glanced at the smoke floating on the three fragrances. In a windless room, it was like a winding smoke snake swimming towards the window, and it was always fixed in the same direction.

Ye Fan was a little relieved, sat cross-legged on the ground, and ran the "Dao Yuan Jue". After the last test, she knew that the best time to practice after the depletion of Yuan energy, but she did not dare to let herself immerse herself in the practice. Otherwise, she will be miserable if she delays sending Zhao Dajun into the world of death.

We can only take advantage of this time to restore vitality and spirit, and repair the soul domain that was hit by Zhao Dajun's almost madness.

At eleven o'clock, Ye Fan opened his eyes suddenly, and the brilliance in his eyes instantly subsided.

Zhao Dajun didn't come back?

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed, seeing that there were only a small section of the three fragrances left, and the smoke was no longer as regular as before, and it began to appear messy.

Ye Fan immediately stood up, chanted the mantra, put his right index finger and middle finger together, and pointed at the smoke, only to see the smoke tumbling violently as if stimulated for a while.

"Zhao Dajun, the time has come, return quickly."

The smoke tumbled even more suddenly, as if a force was pulling and resisting it.

"Zhao Dajun, don't resist, return quickly, or you will be at your own risk."

The smoke rolled for a while, then boiled directly, and then a 'cross' was faintly visible in the middle.

Ye Fan frowned, and finally compromised: "Okay, I will give you another 10 minutes. If you don't return, don't blame me for using coercive means."

The smoke swayed slowly twice, as if to thank her, and then drifted towards the window as slowly and regularly as before.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and only the last of the three sticks of fragrance remained. The fire flickered on and off, and was about to go out at any moment.

(End of this chapter)